Chapter 2614: Holy meteor
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Super Small Farmer
- Mo Xie
- 1112 characters
- 2021-01-30 07:35:25
Hum~
The sound of the bell is long and long, as if traveling through the sky, across countless epochs, and spread to everyone's ears.
The bell came quite abruptly.
But everyone has never felt his suddenness, and even from the bottom of their hearts, they think that they already knew that there was a bell in their ears that would ring at any time.
The bell is strange, not in the hearts of people around. It's the most direct sense, appearing from the other party's ear.
At the same time, everyone's heart twitched fiercely after hearing the bell.
Immediately afterwards, a sorrowful sentiment emerged from the depths of everyone's hearts.
Immediately, everyone's eye sockets turned red.
"Woo~"
Even some people with low cultivation level, or mortals, suddenly felt that they were so inexplicably sad that they still started to cry.
In this place, within a radius of thousands of miles, all the creatures were infected by this sad breath.
Wherever the mortals were, they all looked up to the sky and wept.
"Mama, why do I feel particularly uncomfortable." Some children looked at their mother directly, but couldn't stop tears.
"Madam, I suddenly felt that I had lost the most important thing."
A mature man looked at his newly married wife, tears streaming down.
"Roar!"
The two fierce beasts that had killed each other at a certain angle shed tears. In the eyes of each other, they saw waves of panic.
"Damn, what's the matter?!" Zhou Xiaozhuang cursed, even if he was a land immortal, he almost made tears burst into his eyes just now.
Fortunately, at a critical time, his cultivation surging, instantly evaporated the haziness in his eyes.
"So evil, what is going on? That bell, what is it?"
Practicing Changkong is slightly better than Zhou Xiaozhuang, but there has just been a moment of dimness in his eyes.
Chang Wuxue didn't finish, but he was waiting. He wanted to know why.
"That... the bell just now, shouldn't it..."
Jianzi's voice was trembling, and he looked at Young Master. Then, he turned his head again and looked at his protector.
The young teacher was also full of amazement, even his red eyes did not go to take care of it.
In his heart, there was also that sadness.
"It seems to be true."
When he saw his protector's eyes appeared slightly red, the young teacher's heart was like a volcanic eruption.
it is true!
"That's the death knell!"
Sure enough, after the protector took a deep breath of cold air, he murmured.
"Death knell?!"
Zhou Xiaozhuang didn't understand, there was a mumbling in his words.
"Fuck!" Jianzi snarled, trying to step forward.
But he was stopped by his guardian, the one-armed old man.
"There is no need to go over, no matter what the result is, we are dead in the past."
The old man spoke and emphasized again.
"What are you talking about?" Chang Wuxue couldn't help it, and asked directly.
"The death knell rings, the saint falls."
The one-armed old man murmured six words, which made Lian Changkong and other three people who didn't know, instantly petrified.
"what?!"
"Then... the saint fell, which one is it?"
"Guy Tao won't..."
They all knew that through the words of the saint just now, there seemed to be a saint in Yang Tao's body.
But later, they were all dumbfounded.
The saint believes that Yang Tao has obtained the cultivation of the saint himself.
When they heard this, they were in a mess.
They all know who Yang Tao is and what cultivation base he has.
But that's a saint, could it be that the other party would be wrong?
Therefore, several people were at a loss.
Next, the series of attacks dazzled them. They never thought that Yang Tao would be able to push the saints to such an extent.
but! ! !
Didn’t the saint intend to do it just now, why did the death knell appear directly?
"you!!!"
The saint was just startled at first, but soon he thought of something.
He looked at Yang Tao incredulously, and at the same time one of his hands was already pointed at Yang Tao.
There was full of doubt in his eyes.
He knows the result!
A strong man at the saint level has fallen!
However, he was unwilling to accept this result.
because! ! !
Not Yang Tao, but! Yourself!
That one of his own just now was not enough to kill a person with a saint cultivation base.
Since it is not Yang Tao, it can only be himself.
As for what happened, at the moment of doing it yourself, there was a coincidence of the fall of the saint in other places. Such a situation is basically impossible.
Moreover, he could feel that his soul had begun to break apart continuously.
but! ! !
how can that be? !
He is a saint, the other party didn't do anything just now, why? The power of one's own soul will directly appear to be broken in an instant.
"Heart Sword?!"
The saint was confused, holding his chest with one hand, and staring at Yang Tao blankly.
There was only one answer he just came out.
That was just a moment ago, Yang Tao displayed the fairy sword and cut his own soul in an instant.
but!
This is still wrong.
Yang Tao didn't move at all, didn't wield his heart sword. Moreover, Yang Tao at this moment, even if he possesses the cultivation base of a saint, still cannot release a heart sword that can be silent and undetectable to himself.
"No, your cultivation base..."
What made the saint dumbfounded was that Yang Tao at this moment had his cultivation level directly returned to the tribulation period.
It's not at the level of a saint, and it doesn't seem to be the same person as what I just saw?
"Ok?"
The eyes of the saint began to appear blurred, and his soul had been completely turned into fragments, constantly dissipating in the void.
But he suddenly seemed to feel something and turned his head abruptly.
Beside him, I don't know when, a figure in a gray robe appeared. On the robe, there were even dark thunder flashes from time to time.
Holy One! It is the breath of the saint!
"It's you!"
These were the last two words spoken by the sage, and he closed his eyes forever with unwillingness and resentment.
Wow~
Within a 10,000-mile radius, a rain of blood poured down in the sky. At the same time, there are countless elements passing by.
The inexplicable breath of sadness spread everywhere in an instant!
"Holy Fall."
The young teacher took a deep breath, and immediately yelled at Lian Changkong and others.
"Hurry up, Blood Shield, don't worry about the cost, hurry up!"
This is a holy meteor, I am afraid that in the next instant, other holy people will cast their eyes on.
Maybe they will be directly obliterated by tracing the cause and effect.
They are not Yang Tao, it is impossible to escape the chase of the saint.
But at this moment, they suddenly felt that they couldn't move at all. It's like being hit by the fixation technique...